I've not forgotten about this story, but I was very busy. Exams, work, training... all over now (minus work for my luck!).
Enjoy another one chapter. Hope you like it!
Chapter seven
On the Nemesis
The poor Vehicon didn't even have time to realize what was happening. His lifeless frame fell to the ground hit by a wrecking ball .
"This way ... we're almost there! " the doctor made his way along the corridor using an equipment similar to a GPS.
He had managed to trace Miko's cell phone signal to and set the coördinates on the Decepticon warship.
"To the Right" said Ratchet.
In the hallway there were only two doors.
"It should be..." the white and red stopped talking abruptly.
" What's going on Ratchet ? " Arcee asked, confused and worried .
" Shhh! " he silenced her by putting a finger to his lips .
Just then they heard screams. . Screams of pain and suffering. And the doctor, but also the other Autobots, knew who belonged that voice.
" Optimus" he could only whisper .
[ We need a diversion ] said Bumblebee.
Once again, the warship hall was filled with Optimus' screams of pain.
"No! Break through the door and let's them get away. NOW! " Bulkhead suggested instead .
The three Autobot nodded and ready to raid .
Inside the Nemesis' med bay
Shockwave had almost completely expose Optimus' upper protoform. Even Miko could see a blue glow to escape from the chest cavity of the wounded Prime.
Optimus was destroyed at this point.
He had tried to fight his tormentor moving frantically parts of the body that he still could control, but he had obtained only to slow down Shockwave's work.
The big red and blue mech felt a strong pain in his upper body. It was as if the top of the frame was going up in flames. And he could feel the energon that dripped from his wounds. His energy levels were reaching critical levels and he did not know how much longer he could stay awake.
The big purple mech stopped for a moment his meticulous work and put the blowtorch on the table, after switched it off. He took a kind of bag filled with a familiar blue liquid. At the end of that, was attacked a tube. The other end of the tube was fitted with a needle, a sort of plug, that Shockwave inserted in the right arm of the Prime.
"Lord Megatron wants you to be awake for the final stage of the procedure" he said in a voice devoid of inflection. He picked up his instrument one again and began to work on Optimus' massacred chest.
The Autobot leader couldn't hold back the moans. Then they turned into real screams of pain. The solution Shockwave was infusing him was reported his energy at an acceptable level. He wouldn't have lost consciousness so easily.
And for the first time in so many years of wars, Optimus, the supreme Autobot Commader, Primus' disciple, the last of the Prime, surrendered.
The mech prayed Primus that this torture would end or that he would accept in the peace of the AllSpark. Even Miko could see his break. And she resumed her cry.
A tear left his right eye and ran down his face. But before the drop could reach the berth there was a tremendous explosion and the metal door went to hit a very surprised Shockwave.
Among the smokescreen, Miko could clearly distinguish the well known silhouette of her guardian "Bulkhead!" cried with tears in her eyes. But this time they were tears of joy.
"Miko ... are you okay?" asked the green giant.
"Yes, I do... but Optimus..." said the girl pointing at the berth.
When the former wrecker turned his gaze to his leader was petrified. The former Wrecker tried to say something, but his mouth opened and closed several times and no sound came out. Bumblebee, who was right behind Bulkhead, stared at his wounded leader. He had never seen his friend, his big brother, in such a bad state. So beat. So weak. The young scout quickly looked away and left the room, chirping sadly, with tears in optics.
Arcee also remained silent and motionless in front of what she was seeing.
Optimus had been massacred. There was nothing more sacred than a Prime on Cybetron. But their enemies had violated him, physically and psychologically.
Ratchet made his way between the two and he was the only one who does not seem impressed by that kind of transient trance. Even the doctor was shot in the deep to see what the Decepticons had done to the mech he considered a son. But there was no time for these things: Optimus was in need of medical care and he was the best doctor that Cybertron had ever seen.
Ratchet walked over Prime and put a hand on his forehead. A half smile appeared on the white and red mech's lips.
The Autobot leader turned his head slightly: he couldn't tell if the familiar face of the doctor was real or it was another trick of the Decepticons.
The red and white mech immediately noticed the tears in the corners of the optics of his dearest friend "It 's all over Optimus. Let's go home!" Prime nodded his head, but suddenly his frame began to have seizures. Then his optics turned gray.
"We have to take him right away from here ... now!" cried the doctor.
The three Autobots recovered thanks to the doctor's screams. The young scout and former Wrecker helped Ratchet to raise Optimus and bring him into the ground bridge. Arcee took the case with inside Miko and followed the rest of the team.
Just then, from under some rubble, appeared Shockwave. He took aim and pointed Arcee bringing up the rear. The Autobot femme stopped and turned toward the big purple mech. The shot left but never hit the Autobot SIC: with great agility and experience, the femme shifted slightly to the side and Shockwave's shot crashed against green vortex. This time, she took the aim, but she didn't miss her target and hit the Decepticon scientist right in his one eye, making him blind.
"Wow!" Miko said "Girl power, my friend!" added, raising both thumbs.
Arcee just smiled, took one last look at the Decepticons' warship and run to the bottom of the vortex.
They were coming home. Together.
On the bridge of the Nemesis
"Shockwave ... report!" Megatron's deep voice echoed throughout the bridge.
"Shockwave?" but no response for a few seconds, only static.
"Lord Megatron ... there was an accident ..." the cold voice of the purple mech seemed veiled by a certain fear.
Along the corridors of the Nemesis
The ship's surreal silence was interrupted by a chilling sound. A primal scream, almost bestial "NOOOOOOOO!" and once again the leader of the Decepticons tasted the bitter flavor of defeat.
At the Autobot base
"Soon ...lay him on the berth Bulk, gently!" the doctor gave instructions to the rest of Team to not further damage their leader.
Miko ran up the stairs and went to Jack and Raf and hugged them both, as she had never done before. The two returned the gesture and remained in that position for a few minutes.
Then the elevator's doors opened and revealed the presence of two other humans.
"Ratchet! Whatever happened to Prim ... Oh my God!" the special agent laid his eyes on the helpless frame of Optimus and was shocked by Prime's condition.
June put her hands to her mouth and sighed "Oh no ... Optimus ...".
Just then the kid approached the railing and watched the ravaged body of the leader of the Autobots.
Optimus was connected to a series of wires that read his vitals. A big bag of blue liquid flowing in a pipe that ran just inside his left arm. Prime had his chest fully open, an antenna torn, one eye half-destroyed, a deep wound in the abdomen and his whole frame was covered with Energon. Under the berth had already formed a small amount of liquid blue that seemed to increase with each passing second.
"Now, everybody, out of here! Let me work!" the doctor ordered.
No one dared to contradict him. June paused a few seconds before entering the big lift, as well as Fowler. The man turned to Ratchet one last time and said "If I can do anything do not hesitate to let me know".
It was a sincere offer of help and the doctor nodded and thanked him before focus on his patient. Meanwhile, the three Autobots trasformed and invited their three charges to follow. Jack jumped on Arcee 's saddle and the two set off fast, as Bumblebee did with Raf. Miko had a moment of hesitation.
"I cannot leave him alone!" she finally whispered, closing the door behind her.
"But Miko ..." tried to protest his guardian.
"I cannot ... he's my friend!" insisted the girl.
Ratchet stared at her for a moment and sighed "Okay, but put yourself up there, sit and not do or say anything! Bulk, you get out!" The doctor sad to the big mech green and turned back to work.
The formers Wrecker stared another second at Miko and then started the engine. He took the same direction as the rest of the team.
"Is he going to recover?" asked the frightened Asian teenager.
"I do not know ... now let me work ..." replied the white and red mech.
Miko nodded and sat down on the couch and began to recite prayers in her native tongue , punctuated by the rhythm of the beat of Optimus' spark, recorded by the monitor.
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